It was a weekday night, so many people were at the supermarket. Most of them were like Larissa. They had just finished work and were there to buy groceries for dinner.

Aster was too old to sit in the shopping cart. He held Larissa's hand and followed closely behind Kevan, who was pushing the cart in front.

Larissa rarely went to the supermarket. This chain supermarket was huge. She often felt lost whenever she entered. She had to rely on the staff's guidance to find what she wanted. Therefor